Thoughts of Paris

Disappointment when on the Seine River Cruise when my mother distracted me with her rage and I was unable to make a lucky wish that would assuredly have secured me everlasting youth, beauty and riches.

And World Peace

Joy, when I realised my life long dream to become a Moulin Rouge dancer.

Disappointment when it was pointed out to me that this may never happen.

Homicidal thoughts when my mother announced that I would be likely to knock myself out if I danced like that with my boobs as they are.